I found myself in you

I tried to find love In those oceanic eyes That just searched for beauty I tried to look for respect In the warmth of your hands That just are ever with me I tried to find memories From where that sun kissed smile comes That I wish would never stop I tried to find calmness […]

Daunting it might seem

Daunting it might seem To lend that little Thumping heart again, To that peculiar smile, To that known eyes Daunting it might seem But don’t you still long For that moon on cloudy nights That rain on unwanted sunny days That isle amidst endless horizon! Daunting it might seem But that twinkling creature Is not […]

I Rise

Oh I rise from the dreams that never have an end I rise from the bed with sparkles in my eyes, I rise as I hear the whispers that screams in my mere surroundings, I rise when I follow the train of thoughts that made me fall, I rise as I see building blissful lives […]

Everything is just Appropriate

Musings are apt at times, the scribbles of a poet is a relieving at times, The words though seems hard to fathom at times, The times ; you feel like mumbling, mourning, scratching, shattering, withering but not waiting! It’s all I have been doing but a reminiscence of a giggling, swinging, elated girl splashes over […]

Kintsugi

The words scribbled down make some escape, some found, some more withered but some joining the once shattered pieces, Dilemma it is! To conceive the words laid before, It is when you look behind after a while you wish you followed the heart thumping inside It is when shattering is also a bount for you, […]

Conversations Of a Kind

I was waiting for you in the realm of mine, there was never such a time that I longed for when I look behind! how you changed it all! My possesiveness, curiosity was all gone at the time when I just had a glimpse of you over the coffee, it had almost froze, the conversation […]

The Wrinkles Grew

Here I sat…. on a groovey and rough mat that had this hues of brown, akin to the barks stretched from the earthly mat, it carried the wrinkles-precisely showcasing its antiquity, I leisurely walked towards it to feel its roughed wrinkles my hand cuddled the bark as a mother to her infant and the fathom […]